Chapter Twelve - TL

"Do you want your dad to kick me out of bed?" He scooped her into his arms, kissing her cheek as she giggled. "No spear. Think of something else while I’m away, and if I can find it, I’ll get it for you. How’s that?"

She sighed dramatically, clearly unimpressed with his compromise. "Okay, I guess," she mumbled. "But I really want a spear."

Leo had no doubt she meant every word.

It had been six weeks since he and Jason got hitched. The only ones who knew were Talos and the kids, who had been so ecstatic they refused to leave his side. Leo had taken a full week off just to spend time with them, a decision that had apparently shocked the staff, according to Talos.

In the weeks since their marriage, he had learned a few things. The twins had Jason wrapped around their little fingers, but Jason was also a good father, one who knew when to discipline and when to let things slide. Leo had also come to realize that, despite being inseparable, the more time he spent with them separately, the more their unique personalities shone through.

One thing was certain: Xander was fiercely protective of Sera. Together, they were downright mischievous, and every day felt like the start of a new prank war. Like the other morning when Leo had stumbled out of bed, still half-asleep, and walked straight into a Saran-wrapped doorway. That had definitely been Xander’s idea. Or the night Jason had to work late, and the kids filled the bathtub with soap, creating a mountain of bubbles that flooded the entire bathroom. That one had Sera’s name all over it. Leo had barely managed to call a clean-up crew in time before Jason got home.